The construction on The Deck starts tomorrow and I’m so freaking excited! It’s our first big money addition/upgrade/whatever to the house (apart from furniture and window treatments…) The Deck is going to be freaking huge. And it will make us immensely happy. It will change our quality of life in a big way, trust me! (Do you think I’m setting myself up for a fall?)
Anyway, our backyard is a big, giant ass hill. That sucks. We have a nice covered porch and a concrete patio (that isn’t nearly big enough.) Then our yard turns into Mt. Everest right where the concrete ends… So, if we are hanging out on the too-small-patio, someone is inevitably teetering on the edge of the hill.
We hate going out there. And as much as we entertain, we rarely do go out because we don’t like to have guests all of a sudden disappear off the side of the cliff… Good for a laugh, yes… Good for some bumps and bruises for your guests, yes. Good for making people want to hang out in our backyard again, no.
So construction starts tomorrow. We priced it out and got some estimates (for some other renovations, too,) and this guy was less than half of what the others were. He builds beautiful decks and his construction is flawless. We have some neighbors that used him for an addition and a deck… Gorgeous. However, there’s a catch. (Isn’t there always?) The reason this guy is so cheap is because it’s his side job… He works one.day.a.week. One. By himself.
He estimated the job taking 80 hours. 80 hours, one day a week. With one man. Wow. We may get our deck by Christmas… But, that’s okay. It will just be cool enough here to go out and truly enjoy it.
In all seriousness, I would very much like it finished by our Halloween party the 25th of October (you’re all invited, btw,) but that may not be a possibility. I’m hoping it will at least be complete enough to have a party out there… So what if we have no rails. We’ll make folks sign a waiver. If they fall off, it’s their own drunken fault. Plus, people are used to that probability when hanging out in our backyard… One minute your laughing you ass off on the patio, and the next your dusting yourself off at the bottom of the hill.
Let’s hope he works at warp speed and gets her done… I’ll be sure to provide him with caffeinated beverages all day. (Maybe mix a little speed in it, too…)
Some befores and breathtaking views of Mt. Shannie… (HA!) You really can’t tell from these pics just how steep it is. You need a sherpa and some good climbing tools. Trust me.
(Part of our grand plan, though, are some wide, shallow steps or terraces down to the play/sitting area… Muuuuch better.)
ETA: Ignore the mess, not that you can really see it… The Mister has been moving the sprinkler system and bushes to get them out of the way of The Construction.